A "system" suddenly bound itself to me, demanding that I romance the male lead and the second male lead. I asked, "As long as I conquer them, does the method matter?" The system nodded. So, I turned around and installed a fake system from the system shop on both of them. The next second, both men received a notification: [Dear Host, you have successfully bound the "Romance the Heroine" System.] [Heroine affection reaches 100: Success.] [Heroine affection drops to -100: Failure.] [Failure results in immediate termination.] [Friendly Reminder: If affection drops below zero, random punishments will be deployed.] 1 When the so-called "Romance System" bound itself to me, I had just had a massive fight with my biological parents, stormed out, and was currently homeless on the streets. Just as I was figuring out where to sleep, a cold, mechanical voice rang out. [Congratulations, Host. You have successfully bound the Romance System.] A transparent screen popped up in front of me, scrolling through the profiles of two men. That’s when I learned I was living in a romance novel about a guy realizing his love too late. I was the heroine. I was also the "real daughter" in a "switched at birth" plotline, who had been wandering the streets for twenty years. Because the plot had deviated, the system appeared, demanding I romance the male lead and the second male lead. The male lead, Julian Thorne, and the second male lead, River Thorne, were uncle and nephew. Both were very close to my "fake" sister, the girl who lived my life. On the day I returned to my biological family, they specifically came over to back her up, terrified that I, the country bumpkin, would bully their precious princess. 2 Lying on a plush hotel bed, I grilled the system about every single rule. Including the punishment for failure. The system was silent for a moment before dropping one word: "Termination." Death. But if I succeeded, I could keep a "cheat code" item from the system shop. I had to complete the mission before the storyline ended. In the original story, the characters entangled themselves in love and hate for five years before reaching a happy ending. So, I had five years. Or I die. I thought for a moment. "So, the method doesn't matter, right? As long as I succeed?" The system hummed a yes. I opened the system shop and searched for useful tools. "System," I said, "I need a loan. I'm buying something." Everything in the shop was priced in local currency, but my bank account was empty. A second later, a long string of zeros appeared in my balance. I bought a fake system. It didn't do much—just remote monitoring and messaging. I immediately bound the fake system to both men. Then I typed in the introductory message: [Dear Host, you have successfully bound the "Romance the Heroine" System.] [Heroine affection reaches 100: Success.] [Heroine affection drops to -100: Failure.] [Failure results in immediate termination.] [Friendly Reminder: If affection drops below zero, random punishments will be deployed.] 3 Through the remote monitor, I watched Julian Thorne freeze. He looked like he had just gotten home and was changing. His dress shirt was half-unbuttoned, revealing abs usually hidden under tailored suits. I cracked open a soda, leaned back on the couch, and stared at the screen. Julian was probably trying to figure out if he was hallucinating. I typed again: [Host Mission: Romance the Heroine, Sarah Vance. Affection level 100 is considered success.] [Current Heroine Affection: 0.] I debated what number to give him, but decided to mirror their affection for me. Julian and I had only met once—the day I returned to the family. Zero seemed fair. River Thorne, on the other hand? His affection for me was -50. He was clearly a black-and-white kind of guy; if you weren't his friend, you were his enemy. I switched to River’s feed. He was shirtless, just out of the shower, a towel wrapped around his waist. He was towel-drying his hair, looking confused. "What the hell?" After listening to the system repeat the rules, he muttered my name. Then he cursed. "Romance? Screw that. Find someone else. I'm not doing it." I scrolled through the system shop and selected the "Electric Shock" punishment. [System detects Host negligence. Heroine affection critically low. Initiating Random Punishment Mode.] Before River could react, I hit the button. On screen, he collapsed, convulsing and howling in pain. After the first wave, River clearly hadn't submitted. He was spewing profanities. "I don't accept this..." I hit the button harder. Another scream. But he was still stubborn. River was a tough nut to crack. I shocked him a dozen times. Finally, trembling with fear, he gasped, "Stop... I accept." I tapped the button lightly one last time. This time, he let out a soft groan and panted. I rubbed my ears and duplicated the audio file of his panting. My real system watched this in silence. "What exactly are you romancing?" it asked. It probably looked more like I was torturing them for fun. "Relax," I said. I typed again: [Host must raise Heroine Sarah Vance's affection to a positive number within two weeks. Failure will result in Random Punishment Mode.] River, gasping on the floor, couldn't believe it. But the shadow of the electric shocks loomed large. He could still feel the phantom electricity buzzing in his veins. He felt like he had lost control of his own body. His brain was mush. It took him a while to even remember who Sarah Vance was. Oh right. The sister of Chloe Vance. The real daughter from the boonies. At the same time, I got a notification: River's affection for me had dropped even lower. 4 I wasn't planning on letting Julian off easy, either. He was calmer than River. No arguing, just immediately ordering a background check on me. When I switched to his feed, he was already dressed and sitting at his computer. If he wasn't going to make trouble, I had to make some for him. They needed to learn obedience. And obedience comes from punishment and reward. [Heroine Sarah Vance Affection: -10. Current Affection: -10.] [Detected Heroine Affection below 0. Initiating Random Punishment Mode.] Before Julian could process the random drop in affection, the punishment hit. A wave of intense heat swept through his body. I had selected [Unrelieved Desire] from the shop. Honestly? I just wanted to see the show. Julian, both in person and by reputation, was the epitome of an ascetic, untouchable "High Mountain Flower." But the first time I saw him, I thought his eyes betrayed him. He looked cold and conservative, but he had "peach blossom eyes"—eyes that naturally looked affectionate and seductive. He wore non-prescription glasses, probably to hide that contrast. Making a man like that feel uncontrollable lust... was it torture, or was it liberation? I zoomed in on the feed. Julian froze in his office chair as the heat hit him. He was trying desperately to suppress the rising tide of desire. Sweat beaded on his forehead; his face flushed. Since he was home, the glasses were off. His eyes were misty, lashes wet with sweat or tears. His lips parted, letting out involuntary whimpers. After a while, he collapsed onto the desk, heavy pants muffled by his arms. Realizing self-control wasn't working, he started stripping off his sweat-soaked clothes. His perfect body, usually hidden beneath expensive suits, was now on full display. Julian had incredible endurance. Even rolling around in bed in agony, he didn't curse. He just tried to stifle the shameful sounds. He arched his back, flushed red, pain mixing with... something else. I watched the livestream. Only when he realized he couldn't stop the torment did he start to groan in misery. "Stop... please stop..." I really wanted to say, "Beg me." But I had to maintain the cold system persona. So I issued the mission: [Host must raise Heroine Sarah Vance's affection to a positive number within two weeks. Failure will result in Random Punishment Mode.] Julian, drenched in sweat, agreed. I stopped the punishment. He went limp on the bed instantly. For a man whose life had been smooth sailing, this was the most humiliating, unspeakable experience. A complete violation of body and mind. Even after it ended, his body seemed to tremble with the memory of it.
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